When I was a little girl my grandpa had a beehive and fresh honeycomb is the best taste in the world. I need to find a class in my area!

brandon: what are you talking about? bee pollen *CAUSES* herpes! my god, what have you done?!?!

sir: he’s just some weird kid who wandered into the photo. and then came home to stay with us for the next 20 years.

shari: thanks! she is cool and pretty. i’m sorry about your fear of bees. but now that i’m the bee whisperer, i can help you get over that.

churlita: yes, but children with drivers’ licenses can now cart themselves around town, so that’s a gift in and of itself!

sarah: so, i’m still learning, but basically honeybees are the only ones that make honey. there are a bunch of other kinds of bees that gather and eat pollen, but they don’t store it or turn it into honey. bumblebees are bigger and fuzzier, too.

cheryl: i think i was practicing my “bored with life” look for when i became an italian runway model. that never panned out.

don: he does kind of look like he’s being abducted by aliens, doesn’t he?

marty: hey! i’m going to see if that will catch on with the kids in chicago!

mom: all right, next birthday is going to be adobe house making classes!

claire: yes, i apparently wasn’t clear on the concept of looking at the camera yet.

vahid: oh believe me, you don’t need to remind my mom who you are. she’s all, “ohhhh vahiiiiiid!” just like the rest of the interwebs.

ms mazzola: thanks! it’s funny – so many people have said that recently. i always thought i looked just like my dad. we must all be merging together in our old age.

(Happy Birthday, Jenny’s mom! It’s me, the curly haired one!)

And thanks for the birthday wishes, Jenny. I had such a good time – you can handle my birthday parties ANYTIME!

Love you, too!
xx
MOM